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While we were talking with someone recently she talked about finding her child dead in their home. And a three-word description she shared has just gripped my heart. In describing what she found she said simply, “I saw death! I saw death.”
Those of us who have lost a child know exactly what she means. There is something so dark, so vivid, about seeing your own child’s lifeless body.
The image with this blog was the best I could find to describe what death looks like. It is a faceless, bottomless pit. But unlike a faceless, bottomless pit, death does have a name! Death does have an author. His name is Satan, the devil, Beelzebub. While someone has said recently that the devil is not a real being, that he is merely a symbol, anyone who has lost a child knows the devil IS a real being. When he’s done with his work in a person’s life his wages and signature are always death.
“I saw death! I saw death…” What our friend was sayin was she saw the evil one in all of his glory. Judy and I have too, and we know his name.
A friend of our lost their son to suicide recently. In one of their Facebook posts they had this saying, "...grief is not easy. It's a confusing mess full of ups and downs.”